The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Small piece of paper?" Hearing this sentence, Kudo Yukiko tilted her head slightly and subconsciously repeated.

"It's some small white ideas." Kudo Shinichi spread out his palms and showed the shreds of paper to Kudo Yukiko, "Look, it's so strange. Everyone will prepare carefully when you come to the banquet, just like Mom spent three hours in front of the mirror before she came..."

Kudo Yukiko had a well on her forehead, she showed a murderous smile, squatted down, and pinched Kudo Shinichi's face: "Oh, dear Shinichi, mom didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about? "

"I mean, the makeup on my mother's face is very beautiful at first glance. It is a well-designed makeup." Kudo Shinichi changed his words very sincerely, and he showed a flattering smile.

Kudo Yukiko stared at him again, until Kudo Shin saw cold sweat on his forehead, and then showed a satisfied smile.

"Hmm," Kudo Shinichi cleared his throat, and continued to analyze, "So before coming here, I will definitely change into the clothes I have prepared, such as evening dresses and suits. How could there be scraps of paper?"

"At least tidy up your clothes, right?" Kudo Shinichi continued, "So I speculate that after he changed his clothes, he must have gotten some scraps of paper from other places. But it wasn't used in the banquet at all. Where the paper..."

"Maybe it was accidentally stained somewhere." Kudo Yusaku smiled and touched Kudo Shinichi's head. He has seen too many mavericks, but he didn't take this to heart, and said, "New I observed it very carefully, but in many cases, it has to be based on facts. Mr. Rosales usually works in an office and has more opportunities to touch paper, and shredders are also used when destroying official documents."

"Not everyone who comes to the banquet will change into a new set of clothes." Kudo Yusaku said, led Kudo Shinichi out, then pointed to the person talking in a low voice in the distance, and said to Kudo Shinichi, "Look over there, they are wearing very ordinary plaid shirts, and some are wearing school uniforms."

"It is likely that they just finished work and went here without changing their clothes." Yusaku Kudo said, "The gentleman on the left is indeed wearing a neat suit, but there are light blue spots at the end of the sleeves, which are ink. Mark of,"

"And the gentleman next to him in a dark gray suit, he..." At this point, Yusaku Kudo paused, his brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly let go.

"Father, that uncle seems to have just come in with us," Kudo Shinichi's eyes lit up instead, "I remember when he came in, he was neatly dressed, even his hair was oiled, and he was meticulously combed."

"But now, there are dark gray and light gray mud marks on the edges of his shoes, and dust marks on his trouser legs, although the collar and cuffs are very neat..."

"Obviously, within a few 10 minutes of entering the dinner party, he went out for a trip! The location is the ornamental garden of the banquet center!"

A trace of excitement for solving the puzzle flashed across Kudo Shinichi's face, and he said plausibly: "So he must have something to hide, woo police..."

Kudo Shinichi was covered by Kudo Yusaku. Kudo Yusaku took a deep breath and showed a tired smile, but he still explained the truth clearly and told his son: "Shinichi, The first thing you need to know is that everyone is free to go where they go and where they go during this period of time.”

"We speculate on the other party's past experience and his privacy based on the traces on the other party's body, which is an offensive behavior. When a case occurs, this is a helpless move that has no choice, but in normal times, it is very No manners."

"I know what you're thinking, you must be thinking, did he go out during this time, kill people and bury the body, destroy evidence, or do something bad. If his conspiracy is revealed as soon as possible, is it right? Someone will be saved because of it."

Hearing this sentence, the expression on Kudo Shinichi's face was very complicated, similar to the complaint of 'you know, why stop me'.

"But this is wrong. Even if he really wanted to kill someone, he was an innocent person before he took the action. For a stranger who met for the first time, it is very unfair to use such words as ulterior motives." Polite, let alone something like you want to contact the police."

"If nothing happened, can you bear the responsibility of wasting police force? Are you worthy of those policemen who believe you are telling the truth and come here on purpose? If you really know the other party's privacy, and it is a commercial secret Privacy, even if you don't mean it, you can be taken to court and forced to pay a lot of money."

"The gentleman went to the small garden halfway. Maybe he suddenly wanted to see flowers, or maybe he had an appointment with someone else to talk about things together. In short, it has nothing to do with you and me, and we can't judge at will." Yusaku Kudo warned again carefully Kudo Shinichi, seeing the other party's sleepy look, let go of his hand and patted Kudo Shinichi on the shoulder.

"Okay, I saw there are students in your class in the venue, and there are a few children who are a few years younger than you. Do you want to play with him?" Kudo Yusaku said, pointing to the distance with a smile of those children.

There were a few little boys there, and there was a little girl standing in the corner. She was led by Mrs. Suzuki, who was dressed gorgeously, and she was wearing a skirt full of patterns and diamonds, but she could feel that the other party couldn't stay idle by looking at her posture. Even the decoration on the head and the combed hairstyle were rubbed away by the other party, and even the hair was raised. Her mother's face was helpless, and the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed.

Kudo Shin took a look at the children standing over there, probably four or five years younger than himself, looking timid, and then glanced at the 'classmate' on the other side, it turned out to be that guy Suzuki Sonoko.He didn't want either of these two options, so he turned his head and raised his chin proudly: "Hmph, forget it, I don't want to waste time with these childish brats."

Hearing this sentence, Kudo Yukiko was amused, and she also patted Kudo Shinichi on the head: "Okay, okay, our Shinichi is the smartest and capable, not a child anymore."

The Kudou family chatted happily, but they didn't realize that a small black beetle crawled along their trouser legs into the folds of their clothes, and transmitted the conversation of several people to Bolivar.

A fat man in a gray suit?Bolivar raised his head thoughtfully, and he also took a few glances at the gentleman standing in the corner.He patted Curacao who was standing next to him: "Olga, do you still remember the information of that gentleman?"

After all, the other party is a superwoman who can use colored plastic sheets to realize shorthand. Even if Bolivar has not carefully cultivated the other party's ability like Rum, her own memory is already amazing.

"You said that one," Curacao nodded, "Mr. Igawa, he is currently the developer of Kuwado Shopping Plaza, who contracted that piece of land. I heard that he is currently in trouble, and the project has been delayed by the construction party. Originally The project should be completed before May this year, and it is not over yet."

Bolivar touched his chin when he heard this. It was almost April now.

"Then do you know who is the construction party who dragged his project? Did you come here today?"

"I heard it's a small company, and the other party doesn't seem to have..." qualifications, Curacao swallowed this sentence, and changed it into a more euphemistic way, "In short, the chances of that company coming to Mr. Suzuki's party are not very good high."

While the two were talking carefully, there was a sudden exclamation and furious cry from the next door.

The voice was very sharp, and immediately attracted the eyes of the well-dressed men and women present.In the middle of the commotion, stood a man and a woman. The man was about 30 years old. He was wearing all the famous brands, a watch and a necklace, and he held an expensive-looking cigar between his fingertips. It smells like a nouveau riche.

And that girl was very familiar. Bolivar took a few more glances and said hesitantly. He asked Curacao, "Is that girl Akemi Miyano? It's the female artist we met at LMS this morning."

The make-up on the other party's face was too thick. It looks good, but its temperament has completely changed. At first glance, Bolivar didn't recognize it.

Curacao also turned her gaze away when she heard this sentence, but she was not surprised by the other party's appearance at the moment, looked at the corners of the other party's eyes and brows, and nodded happily: "Yes, that is Miss Miyano."

The man yelled at Miyano Akemi, and the words he used in his mouth were so ugly that he almost didn't say that the other party seduced him.And Miyano Akemi stood there with an embarrassed expression on her face. The manager and assistant who followed her blocked Miyano Akemi behind her, and they all looked bad.

I have never seen such a stupid person.This sentence seemed to be written on their faces, this idiot, who behaved so rudely at Suzuki's party, did Suzuki lose face, did he think his company was number one in the world?

"Who is that man?" Bolivar crossed his arms and smiled when he saw this scene.With a company leader of this quality, when other people cooperate with him, they will basically put a question mark on him.

"Well," Curacao frowned slightly, she didn't know this man, but soon another man in a neat suit rushed over, his temples were white, and he was old at a glance, just by his appearance, and that man The nouveau riche with a famous brand are four or five points alike.

He slapped the other party hard, knocked the upstart's head to one side, then apologized to Miyano Akemi and others, and then apologized to the guests around him and Suzuki and others with an apologetic face, and even slapped Circus, said a lot of polite words, and behaved very smooth and skillful.

"I see, this is Mr. Yamaguchi," Curacao said, "It was their Yamaguchi Group who contracted the construction of the Suzuki Tower. That man is the current general manager and largest director of the Yamaguchi Group, and that man looks like a The frivolous man should be his son..."

Curacao said with embarrassment on his face: "Mr. Yamaguchi has only one younger brother and one son. I heard that the younger brother is very capable, but this son was raised and abandoned. The relationship between them is tense, but fortunately, Mr. Yamaguchi is still in good health. Don't worry about the company's short-term situation."

As she spoke, another man, about 40 years old, who was related to the two men at a glance, rushed over and persuaded Mr. Yamaguchi who was furious.

"That is his younger brother."

Bolivar nodded. This Mr. Yamaguchi, his arrogant son, and his younger brother, this family of three are also very similar to the victim and the murderer reserve.

Bolivar shook the corner of his clothes, and two gray-black bugs spread their wings and flew over, one left and one right, and landed on the hair of Yamaguchi and his son.

He saw that the spectators gradually dispersed and the situation calmed down, so he brought the topic back: "Speaking of which, Mr. Igawa, do you still remember his other materials? Any information is fine."

Curacao thought for a moment and shook her head slightly. She really didn't remember any more information: "I can contact the people who stayed in Grid now and ask them to check..."

"No need." Bolivar shook his head. He is very aware of the strength of his employees. It will take three or four hours to find relevant information. After three or four hours, the dinner party is over. If there is a case, it will have happened long ago. , Time is too late, just wasted effort.

After thinking twice, Bolivar picked up the champagne glass, raised a polite smile, and rushed to Mr. Igawa's place.

Igawa Saburo stood in the corner of the banquet, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces around him, thinking about how to speak up, how to speak, so as to get acquainted with those noble people who are beneficial to him without arousing resentment, he is bowing his head While thinking, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

"Hello."

It was a black-haired man in a neat suit. His eyes turned out to be a deep golden color similar to yellow agate, which looked very bright and had a mysterious sense of distance. He smiled at Ikawa and gently raised his glass as a gesture .

In an instant, the feeling of being flattered occupied Jing Chuan's brain. He stood up straight in panic, and subconsciously showed a flattering smile at the man, showing a few teeth, and then felt that he was too ugly, and smiled He took it back, bowed again and again, and raised the glass he had filled with beer.

"Hello." Ikawa lowered his voice, his brain was working quickly, who is this?The face was very strange, but his eyes quickly glanced at the brooch on Bolivar's neckline, the clothes without any brand but the fabric looked very delicate and comfortable, and finally he fixed his eyes on the clothes that Bolivar put outside his pocket. half of the phone.

Looking at the style and appearance, this thing is not something that ordinary people can afford.

But he did not recognize this face. He heard that there were several foreign businessmen at the dinner party, so he looked at Bolivar's face carefully. Indeed, at first glance, he had black hair, but just looking at the facial features, the other party was indeed Not like a Neon native.

"Forgive me for my ignorance," Saburo Igawa said in a very humble way, "May I ask this gentleman, what is his name?"

"Bolivar Rosales," Bolivar said, took out a business card and handed it to Saburo Igawa, "a small, unknown businessman."

Saburo Igawa put down the wine glass in his hand, carefully took the business card, and carefully checked the contents on it, but he didn't see that there was a tiny black ant lying on the back of the business card, crawling up his wrist, to the On top of his gray suit, and then along the fabric, he climbed to the folds of the shoulders, grabbed the clothes and fell down.

The corners of Bolivar's mouth turned up slightly, and his tone softened a bit: "I heard that you are the person in charge of the Cuphu Shopping Plaza project?"

Hearing this sentence, Saburo Igawa raised his head and showed a wry smile: "Haha, hey, it was Mr. Rosales, yes, I did contract the development project of that land, but it has nothing to do with your Grid Company. way to compare."

"You are a large multinational company." Saburo Igawa boasted a few more words about Bolivar's youthful promise and Grid's prosperity, but his mind was spinning fast.

Although he is not a first-class entrepreneur, he is not an ordinary person who can win a large shopping project in the city center.I also have some understanding of a company that is thriving like Grid.

He calculated that Grid first started in the software industry, then expanded its business to the Internet, and finally acquired Apple, began to research automation and various small electrical appliances, and even set foot in the catering industry, earning a lot of money.So this is, willing to cooperate?Open a branch in Cuphu Shopping Plaza?

Thinking of this, Saburo Igawa's face became kind again, and his whole face turned into a flower with a smile, his eyes were so crowded that he couldn't see.

Bolivar's main goal has been accomplished, but he doesn't mind talking about cooperation with the other party. He is indeed willing to open a mobile phone retail store in the shopping mall. Of course, he hopes that the other party can give up the entire project so that Cuphu Shopping Plaza has become Grid Shopping Plaza, but considering the funding problem, this idea can only be thought about after all.

Curacao stood beside Bolivar, silently listening to the flattery between the two people. Basically, seven of the ten sentences were nonsense, and the remaining two were tentative, and one sentence was ambiguous.She raised her eyes quietly, and met Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing beside him in a daze, and both of them showed a wry smile at the same time.

Zhu Fu Jingguang is very uncomfortable here, he is not good at words, and most of the people here are businessmen and entrepreneurs who don't tell the truth. He is currently in charge of the plus project, so he has to bite the bullet and go to the banquet.

Soon, Bolivar and Saburo Igawa ended the small chat, and both parties seemed satisfied by their expressions, and made an appointment to discuss the rest of the details in the next meeting.Saburo Igawa also fully agreed, and promised to leave the best store in the Golden Corner for Grid, and also handed over the external landscape to Grid.Grid can build some of Dorobega's entertainment projects there, such as secret rooms or game facilities.

"So it's probably this area." Bolivar returned to his seat, took out banknotes, and drew a schematic diagram for Zhu Fu Jingguang, "The area is not very large. I originally wanted to build a secret room, or The game experience warehouse, such as virtual reality, but there is still infrastructure in this area..."

Bolivar circled the surrounding lines and explained: "The circuit in this area is connected to the shopping mall. The problem left by the previous construction team has caused the power supply in this area to be limited. Mr. Jing Chuan has always had a headache. question."

"So he actually threw us a big trouble?" Curacao frowned. She just saw the honest look on the fat man's face, and thought that he was really optimistic about Grid and was willing to give a preferential price. I know there are still so many eyes hidden.

"If we want to build complex projects that consume a lot of power, such as secret rooms and experience warehouses, one problem is that there is no place to bury lines, and the second problem is insufficient power supply. Excessive power consumption may cause power outages and trips inside the mall."

Bolivar smiled and didn't answer Curacao's words.

"Overall, we still have an advantage." Bolivar comforted her. "After all, we have improved the structure and system of many equipment, and the power consumption has been greatly reduced, so we have many choices."

Having said that, Bolivar took out his mobile phone and called up the whole map. This square is located in the middle, and the location is very good. If you build a taller building here, you can even observe several places around it through this building. The situation within kilometers...

He pondered for a few seconds, and slowly crossed this thought.

There were no unique places around, the kind that he remembered specially, where important cases would happen.And it is dangerous to build large buildings here, just look at Suzuki's house. Large buildings basically mean money in vain and all kinds of explosions, so he should be more cautious.

While several people were talking, the lights suddenly dimmed, and an old man who looked very energetic jumped onto the stage: "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to this Suzuki Tower launch dinner..."

He very excitedly introduced his plans for the Suzuki Tower and various future ideas, telling what a great and powerful design it is, and said with a final word: "This will become a landmark building in Tokyo!"

When the people standing underground heard this sentence, they also clapped in cooperation. Bolivar also raised his hand and clapped. He couldn't remember clearly. Did the Suzuki Tower collapse in the end?It seems that there is no, but it should have been bombed by helicopters several times, right?Is the plot of Conan being beaten by Gin Jiu driving a helicopter around the field for three weeks on the Suzuki Tower?

Bolivar smiled politely.

The lights were quickly turned on again, and the LMS artistes specially invited by Suzuki to add to the fun came on stage to perform a few programs, and the waiting orchestra played on the other side, and the atmosphere in the banquet hall was heated up.

"Suzuki's is preparing a buffet." Bolivar moved his shoulders. He glanced at the businessmen and politicians around him who had no time to eat. Said, "I remember you haven't had dinner yet?"

"Let's pad our belly first." Bolivar said seriously, "I wonder how the chef here compares with Luchuan?"

Hearing this, Curacao also pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course it's not as good as Chef Luchuan."

When Zhu Fu Jingguang heard this, he waved his hands again and again: "Please let me go, boss. This is too flattering to me."

Bolivar smiled and picked up a dinner plate, handed it to Curacao, and then took a new plate. Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and he felt the news from the flying insects on the other side. flying insects.

Finally came, Bolivar slowly let go of the heart he had been holding, and raised his eyebrows slightly, so, can he stop the halo of death?

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忽然发现这个内容提要概括不太对，不是游乐园……emmm感谢在2022-02-0317:50:10~2022-02-0417:58:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Obviously I have one male god;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 17 bottles of soul sauce; 10 bottles of watching the fire from the other side;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!